by Sandy Lingo | May 14, 2020 |
“Touch is a social glue, and without it, we’re in danger of becoming unglued.” Gregg Levoy* About five weeks ago (I first typed “five years”) my friend Susan and I sat on two park benches on opposite ends, putting us at least ten feet apart. Before sitting,...
by Sandy Lingo | May 8, 2020 |
Maybe it was because I had just dyed my hair for the second time while in captivity. Or maybe it was because I had just squeezed the last squoze out of the toothpaste tube I had opened on the first day of the quarantine. Just maybe it was because we had let the house...
by Sandy Lingo | May 1, 2020 |
Last night my normally fastidious husband tossed his coat on the bench, the bench that sits a mere three feet away from our coat closet. “Why didn’t you hang up your coat?” I asked. “I’ll just have to get it out of the closet tomorrow morning.” “By that reasoning, why...
